Ling Qing Ya has been pregnant for exactly two months.
Her pregnancy symptoms weren't severe.
She only experienced nausea in the mornings, and otherwise felt normal, but tonight, at the dinner table, she suddenly felt slightly uncomfortable when she smelled the seafood.
Ling Qing Ya glanced at Chu's father and mother, a thought suddenly struck her.
After picking up some vegetables with her chopsticks, she turned to the seafood and elegantly put a piece of squid into her mouth. A strong wave of discomfort surged up immediately.
"Ugh!"
Ling Qing Ya's face changed, and she covered her mouth and turned her head to retch sideways. Her abrupt action caught the attention of everyone at the table.
Song Tian Mo raised his eyebrows.
A thoughtful expression crossed his face.
He recalled when he visited the Luo family, wasn't Luo Xiao Jing reacting similarly at the dinner table? Was he overthinking or… Song Tian Mo looked towards Chu Luo.
Ling Qing Ya was sitting next to Chu's mother.